When I hold you in a way
my arms have never felt...

I use to hang around the park
when I was a lad...

I hear voices in the distance
as the snow begins to fall...

Maybe somewhere deep down inside
there's a journey I need to take...

As I think of all the little things
that makes your world go round...

He could see the twinkle in her eye
about some fifty feet away...

I guess everyone has to search
for that someone at one time...

Is there a reason why things happen
or do things happen by chance...

Is it the crispness in the air
or the wind as it softly blows...

If I could have bottled time
I would have a place to go...

Do I wish upon the stars tonight
or wonder where I'll be...

To me it was just like yesterday
when I first looked upon your smile...